A young commander born and raised in the humble system “Obambivas”, not too far from Eravate. I’ve always had the exploration bug. It runs in the family. My mother had captained a Cobra fitted for exploration and traversed the galaxy. My father on the other hand was a courier for the Federal Navy. Generations before them were commanders too, and thus I was indoctrinated into the family tradition. I decided to visit my mother’s branch of the galaxy, and invested in my first explorer, a Cobra MK. III, the Stargazer. I can recall the thrill of finally piloting my own ship after being liberated from the confines of a rental sidewinder. I took her everywhere; across the bubble, to the Pleiades, to the California Nebula. I put my name on the lips of hundreds back home in Obambivas. That was until the economy at home went bust. My parents lost everything. I had to part ways with the Stargazer. Famine hit soon after, and I volunteered to haul basic foodstuffs from nearby V1688 Aquilae, in a government provided Type-6. Despite our best efforts, not enough food was provided to the 4 billion people residing in Obambivas, and civil unrest became rife. The famine led to thousands of deaths, and disease began to spread from the cadavers. The straw that broke the camel’s back, if you will. Civil War erupted; the two largest parties at the time, the Obambivas Liberty Party, the controlling government, against Obambivas United Industries. I had scraped enough funds from hauling food to afford a Viper MK. 4. I fell in love instantly, fitting it out to sign up for the war on the side of OUI. My first taste of ship combat. My father had taught me of amazing battles between the Feds and Imps. Of course, this was not on the same scale. The war was fought. I racked up approximately 12 confirmed KIAs against the enemy. Together we topple the Liberty Party and installed the United Industries government, still in control as I write in 3304. Combat bonds were cashed, and, before I knew it, I had several millions in the bank. I was able to afford to purchase a type 6 on the cheap, and purchase a strong enough FSD to finally leave the system for good after three years. I offered to take my family with me, away, away from our homeland. To somewhere more lavish, and stable - to which they kindly rejected, choosing instead to remain at home, safely tucked away in their home in the habitation rings of Galouye Terminal. As I departed, I base them and my home farewell, and jetted to the stars. Finally, back to charting my own course, going wherever I please. I drew up a bucket list of places to visit. The simple places; Alioth, Jackson’s Lighthouse, Lave, Alpha Centauri (of course picking up a souvenir mug, which still sits on the dashboard of Stargazer II), Sirius, Robigo, and the more distant, mysterious locations; Barnard’s Loop, Mammon, The Ghost of Jupiter Nebula, the Lagoon Nebula. I would later amass the sums to purchase a designated explorer. An Asp Explorer. The Stargazer II. I swindled my way through the bubble. I helped the law hunt bounties, hauled cargo across the bubble, took tourists to remarkable places. My name was amongst millions now. The contract commander; a man that’ll do anything for a quick buck. They weren’t wrong. I struck riches in Robigo. Fitted out an Anaconda, “Sovereign”, for combat. I single-handedly turned the tide of civil wars in several systems. It was at that point I grew tired of the same-old in the bubble. Thus I made the choice to go on an excursion. One to Colonia, nonetheless, passing a magnitude of nebulae and sights along the way. (WIP)
